Bloody Wedding!
Chapter 138 (Evacating)

After the school lesson was over, Lula headed for the teacher's room to meet Faiq.

“What's up sir?” asked Lula with a lazy eye.

“This.” Faiq gave his protege a photo, which showed Lula putting a razor blade into his friend's drawer.

Lula who saw the results of Faiq's hard work displayed his flat face.

“Why do you always want to interfere with my business? What is so important, covering everything I do?” lula.

“Don't mom herself ask for all this?” Faiq laughed bitterly.

“Yes, but the most protective gaffer! Looks like looking around for my mistake!” peekik Lula's.

“Your parents need to come tomorrow, otherwise you will complain to the principal, after that you will be dropped out!” Faiq threatened Lula.

Lula's nose is deflated due to emotions in the teacher.

Patience.inner Lula.

“Alright, if that's what you want sir.” then Lula out of the teacher's room.

“The problem of drop out I can still overcome, hum... which I fear... only anger mom...” Lula massaged her painful temples.

“Yeah... the Faiq really makes me frustrated..” Lula who could not make his teacher deterred decided to go home.

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In the afternoon, Kissky who wanted to prepare dinner felt troubled, because she who had not had time to teach had to cook her husband's favorite menu.

That is meat soup, pargedel and also fried shrimp.

Although Zanjiil did not ask, Kissky wanted to make her husband happy.

“Luckily there is a recipe on google, so I can be creative.” Kissky passionately cooks in the kitchen.

He who has never held a kitchen before lowers all the items in the closet for him to use.

1 hour later, he had just finished preparing all his cooking menu. And according to the advice of Google, he also served it on the dining table.

Afterwards Kissky took a shower and put on her best clothes.

15 Minutes later, Zanjiil came home from work.

Kissky who was waiting in the living room welcomed her husband's arrival with a smile.

“You've eaten yet?” ask Zanjiil while peeping Kissky's forehead.

“Not yet Jiil, let's eat.” Kissky was already impatient, wanting to see her husband taste his dishes immediately.

Then Dimas came with 2 bags of white crackles in his hand.

“Goodnight madam.” Dimas told his employer.

“Night also sir.” Kissky said. Then Dimas went to the kitchen.

“Pak Dimas bring what Jiil?” asked Kissky curiously.

“Food, we buy it on the street, the beef oxtail soup is again vitar in toktok, you must like it.” Zanjiil explained, because he thought his wife would not prepare any food at home.

“Oh, that's yes.” Kissky was a little disappointed in her husband.

Surely my cooking won't do any good later, inner Kissky.

When he was at the dinner table, Zanjiil gasped when he saw a lot of food that was still hot on the table.

“You cook?” asked Zanjiil with an awkward smile.

“Iya, but... we eat what you buy, hehehe... I just learned to cook, it does not taste good.” Kissky felt inferior for a moment.

“Hum... mr. Dimas, all the food we buy for you.” to appreciate Kissky's performance, Zanjiil decided to eat the cuisine of his beloved wife.

“Don't Jiil, you need cape, it should be the food you buy, it must be better,” Kissky said.

“Nothing, it looks like your cooking is good too.” then Zanjiil sits on a bench and starts tasting his wife's cooking.

”Um... yummy too, where did you learn dear?” Zanjiil pinched his wife's cheek.

“Sure, but.. if you cook one more time, the salt is reduced yes, because I do have high tension, I'm afraid I'm okay again.” Zanjiil criticizes his wife's very gently salted cooking.

“I also have high blood mistress, so must not eat too much salt.” The compact dimas with Zanjiil also eat the mistress's cooking.

“Alright, next time I will reduce the salt.” Kissky nods, without understanding if the cuisine can not be eaten.

“I really like, therefore you will not share, this is for me and Mr. Dimas, you eat the new one we just bought,” said Zanjiil.

“Mistress.” says Dimas with teary eyes.

It's spicy, salty again, Inner Dimas.

“Alright then.” Kissky who knew nothing about eating the food her husband bought.

While 2 men who try to appreciate the heart of a woman in front of them must suffer in the tongue, throat and stomach.

At 23:00 p.m., Zanjiil awoke from his sleep due to a heartburn.

He immediately went into the bathroom. “Ah, crazy! Kissky makes his pepper how many kilos anyway!”

Long enough the handsome man meditated in the bathroom, until finally he finished at 00:30 in the morning.

He who came out of the bathroom saw the face of his wife who was asleep.

“Should les first cook Huwl! pekik Zanjiel's.

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Liza who was in her boarding room was confused what to do, she who contained Joe's seed felt sad.

Because he does not know what to do, he who is a minor cannot have children without a husband.

“Do I have to abort it? Hiks.” Liza hesitated to raise her child or not.

He who misses Joe saw the photo of the lover on his phone.

“Darling, why did you leave without saying goodbye? All the promises and the future we're planning are gone now, Joe... I'm so miss you, huah.” Liza is crying over her boyfriend's departure.

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The next day, when the exam hours were over, Kissky, Zanjiil and Liza chatted for a while in the school garden.

“You said what Za?” ask Kissky.

“I, would like to abort my content.”

“What?” the confession from Liza made Kissky and Zanjiil surprised.

“Don't Za, pity your son, he's innocent loh ” Kissky can't bear if Liza and Joe's baby catches up with the father.

“Means I said, better marry sirihkan Za, your status is clear, if this is it, who bothers you yourself, good if your mother does not get angry, if you do not accept it, can be more troublesome business, then,” said Zanjiil.

“Zanjiil, don't say that, pity Lizakan..” Kissky divorced her husband who liked to say what he was.

“How to, Za? If you kill your son, there'll be nothing left between you and Joe, better think about it, school won't accept pregnant girls either, inevitably you have to be honest with your mother,” Zanjiil explained.

Gibran, who was in the garden to pick up the tree trunk, saw the three who were talking.

His eyes widened when he saw Liza crying.

“What is this?” he who was also the friend of the two girls immediately approached.

“Liza, what's wrong with you?” Gibran, who had assumed Liza was his sister, felt pain when he saw the girl crying.

“I'm okay.” said Liza, she does not want if her disgrace is known by many people.

“Tell me Za, how do you know Gibran wants to be the father of the child you bear.” Zanjiil said.

“Zanji! You still have time to joke around like this?!” peekot Kissky.

“Are you pregnant?” Gibran stared fixedly at Liza.

...Seriate......